On a late August afternoon, on one of our last beach days of 2013, you posed for a quick photo in front of our rock wall, waiting patiently for the ice cream truck to finally arrive at our driveway. The sound of the truck can often be heard while we're on the beach, sometimes prompting a mad dash to catch the truck before it passes by. "Ahh, we missed it!" But not this time... we made it and you were satisfied. The ice cream truck: one of many classic summer childhood moments I hope you'll always remember.